It was after dinner, and Draco was making his way down to the dungeons for
his detention with Snape. Well, with the menial labour that Snape usually
dished out, he would still be able to think about his bet with Hermione.
He was anxious to play the next game of truth and dare.
What Hermione didn't know about the bet was that Draco, being a cunning Slytherin, knew that the Hufflepuff team was taking extra practice from Madam Hooch, who was also giving some pointers on strategy. Another thing that helped boost the confidence of the Hufflepuff team was the over confident Ravenclaws were slacking a bit on their Quidditch practices to study for exams and what not. From the looks of it, Hufflepuff's chances were greatly increased - although they wouldn't beat Slytherin in next week's game.
He approached the door to the potion's classroom and pushed it open. Professor Snape was sitting at the desk at the front of the classroom, eyes down and brows furrowed in concentration. Looking up after a few moments, he looked at the time. "At least you are on time for a detention, Mr Malfoy."
"Yes, Sir."
"You task tonight will be to scrub the desks. You know where the supplies are." And he looked back down the work in front of him.
Draco made his way to the closet at the side of the room, grabbed the bucket and scrub brush, and went to the sink. He filled up the bucket with hot water, and made his way to the closest desk. While in Snape's presence, he could also think up a revenge on the potion's master. He did, after all, set up that dessert prank in the Great Hall. All great pranks deserve another. But what could he do? Surely Snape would see right through him.
As if on cue, he heard Snape mutter, "Don't even think about it, Draco."
Damn! He knew how to read lips, but Snape could read. . .well. . .more than lips. If Draco wanted to catch him off guard, he would have to try and do it while not in Snape's presence. He went back to thinking about Hermione. 'Hmmm. What could I make that little vixen do?' He thought. As his thoughts came, so did a wicked smile and snicker.
"What is so funny, Mr Malfoy?" Snape asked.
"Nothing, sir." He replied.
"I don't believe you."
"You don't have to, sir." Came the smart ass reply.
Snape looked up from his work. Did Draco just have the gall to talk back? He can't let that go unpunished. "Perhaps you are asking for another detention, Mr Malfoy."
"No. I'm just saying that nothing is funny, and that if you don't believe me, you're not obligated to, sir." Draco said nonchalantly.
Snape could see in the eyes of his student that there was some plotting afoot. 'I'll just have to keep an extra eye on Mr Malfoy, perhaps.' He thought. Finally, he said to the student, "I suggest you continue on with your work. I don't have all night to waste with babysitting you."
Draco knew that he gave something away. 'Damnit. Now he'll be expecting something. Unless. . ." Draco almost smiled again, but didn't want Snape to get any more information out of him than he already did. As he finished the last of the desks, he had the whole plot figured out. Now, all he had to do was wait to see if Hufflepuff won their game tomorrow.
~@~
And indeed, Hufflepuff kicked some Ravenclaw booty!! Hermione groaned. She couldn't believe that she lost the bet against Draco. This was horrible. At least she only shook on one game of truth or dare. She was a bit concerned over what would happen in the course of the game though. Even if she didn't pick dare, she could still be involved in a dare some way. She shivered at the thought. Revenge was sweet, but it was about to kick her in the ass.
As she made her way down to the field level, she passed a group of Slytherins with Draco, and glanced briefly at him. He gave a smile and a wink. She was unsettled by what he, Harry, and Ron would do, but decided to enjoy the time before. Without blinking, she lowered her eyelids just a bit, and licked her lips seductively at him. She almost saw him flinch at that. She may have just added fuel to the fire, but she knew that she had a sort of power over the boy.
~@~
Hermione walked into their little hideaway in the school, book clutched in hand. While she wasn't a participant, she could at least get some studying done. Draco took one look at her. "Uh, uh, uh." He sang. "I don't think so, Granger. Potty?"
Before she could say or do anything, Harry removed the book from her hands, glaring at Draco. "Stop calling me that, ferret boy." He said.
"Or what?"
"You'll find out if you keep it up." The mischievous glint in Harry's eye was enough to dissuade him. . .for now.
Draco turned to Hermione. "Now for the fun." He rubbed his palms together, and began, "Truth, dare, double dare, promise to repeat. . .now let me think." He said, as he tapped his chin with his index finger. "Hmmm. Hermione." He drawled, smiling.
"Oh geez." She looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Truth."
"If you had me alone, and could do anything you wanted with me, what would you do?"
Hermione thought for a moment. Draco looked at her, "I'll use vertiserum if I have to. You know I could get it."
She walked over to him, slowly. "Well, I would take your hand, like so." She said, as she slowly entwined her fingers with his. "And than I would bring you to a comfortable, big surface," as she led him to the carpet in the middle of the floor. "Than lay you down." As she demonstrated. He was liking this so far. Innocence, thy name is NOT Hermione.
"And than?" He asked.
"And than I would take some silk scarves," she didn't have any, so she just positioned his limbs the way she would tie them down.
"Oooh. Yes. And than?"
"I would trail my hands lightly, over your face, down your exposed chest, towards your belly button, and. . ."
"And?" He said, sounding like he was getting a bit excited.
"Follow that path with my tongue, mouth. . ." He was REALLY liking where this was going.
"And than?" He whispered, her ear being close to his mouth. He licked the lobe without having to move. She turned her head, her face inches from his.
"And than. . ." She whispered, starting to move. "I would get up and leave you lying there for some poor sole to find you."
She got up, and Draco looked mad.
"That's not fair!" He exclaimed.
"Who the hell said I was fair?" She asked. "They viciously lied to you."
Draco got up, a bit flustered. Ginny, Harry, and Ron were watching the show a bit wide eyed, and started to chuckle. Finally, Ginny said, "You're turn, Hermione."
"Truth, dare, double dare, promise to repeat. . .Harry."
Harry swallowed hard. He didn't believe for a second now that she would forget his involvement in the last game. He was one of the two who wouldn't let her leave.
"Truth." He finally said, just to be safe.
"What were you and Ginny up to last night?" Both of them looked up at her, shocked. "Oh, don't think I didn't notice you leaving. . .or coming back."
Two sets of red faces turned to each other. Ginny could hardly contain her giggles. Finally, Harry spoke up. "Well, we just. . .had some dessert." He said rather quickly.
"At least you didn't have to add the cherry." Draco muttered, pointing at Ginny's hair. This time, their blushing went to a whole new level. Hermione almost fell to the ground in laughter. She said, nearly shouting between chuckles, "It's funny 'cause it's true."
Harry glanced over at Draco. While Hermione wasn't looking, Draco gave him a smirk and a nod. After Hermione had settled down, Harry continued with the game.
"Truth, dare, double dare, promise to repeat. . .Draco."
"Double dare." He proclaimed. This time, Hermione did not miss the smirk on either boys face.
A/N: Again, updates coming slow 'cause of exams. Almost done them though.
Sirius Padriac: You can use the potion if you'd like. NP.
What Hermione didn't know about the bet was that Draco, being a cunning Slytherin, knew that the Hufflepuff team was taking extra practice from Madam Hooch, who was also giving some pointers on strategy. Another thing that helped boost the confidence of the Hufflepuff team was the over confident Ravenclaws were slacking a bit on their Quidditch practices to study for exams and what not. From the looks of it, Hufflepuff's chances were greatly increased - although they wouldn't beat Slytherin in next week's game.
He approached the door to the potion's classroom and pushed it open. Professor Snape was sitting at the desk at the front of the classroom, eyes down and brows furrowed in concentration. Looking up after a few moments, he looked at the time. "At least you are on time for a detention, Mr Malfoy."
"Yes, Sir."
"You task tonight will be to scrub the desks. You know where the supplies are." And he looked back down the work in front of him.
Draco made his way to the closet at the side of the room, grabbed the bucket and scrub brush, and went to the sink. He filled up the bucket with hot water, and made his way to the closest desk. While in Snape's presence, he could also think up a revenge on the potion's master. He did, after all, set up that dessert prank in the Great Hall. All great pranks deserve another. But what could he do? Surely Snape would see right through him.
As if on cue, he heard Snape mutter, "Don't even think about it, Draco."
Damn! He knew how to read lips, but Snape could read. . .well. . .more than lips. If Draco wanted to catch him off guard, he would have to try and do it while not in Snape's presence. He went back to thinking about Hermione. 'Hmmm. What could I make that little vixen do?' He thought. As his thoughts came, so did a wicked smile and snicker.
"What is so funny, Mr Malfoy?" Snape asked.
"Nothing, sir." He replied.
"I don't believe you."
"You don't have to, sir." Came the smart ass reply.
Snape looked up from his work. Did Draco just have the gall to talk back? He can't let that go unpunished. "Perhaps you are asking for another detention, Mr Malfoy."
"No. I'm just saying that nothing is funny, and that if you don't believe me, you're not obligated to, sir." Draco said nonchalantly.
Snape could see in the eyes of his student that there was some plotting afoot. 'I'll just have to keep an extra eye on Mr Malfoy, perhaps.' He thought. Finally, he said to the student, "I suggest you continue on with your work. I don't have all night to waste with babysitting you."
Draco knew that he gave something away. 'Damnit. Now he'll be expecting something. Unless. . ." Draco almost smiled again, but didn't want Snape to get any more information out of him than he already did. As he finished the last of the desks, he had the whole plot figured out. Now, all he had to do was wait to see if Hufflepuff won their game tomorrow.
~@~
And indeed, Hufflepuff kicked some Ravenclaw booty!! Hermione groaned. She couldn't believe that she lost the bet against Draco. This was horrible. At least she only shook on one game of truth or dare. She was a bit concerned over what would happen in the course of the game though. Even if she didn't pick dare, she could still be involved in a dare some way. She shivered at the thought. Revenge was sweet, but it was about to kick her in the ass.
As she made her way down to the field level, she passed a group of Slytherins with Draco, and glanced briefly at him. He gave a smile and a wink. She was unsettled by what he, Harry, and Ron would do, but decided to enjoy the time before. Without blinking, she lowered her eyelids just a bit, and licked her lips seductively at him. She almost saw him flinch at that. She may have just added fuel to the fire, but she knew that she had a sort of power over the boy.
~@~
Hermione walked into their little hideaway in the school, book clutched in hand. While she wasn't a participant, she could at least get some studying done. Draco took one look at her. "Uh, uh, uh." He sang. "I don't think so, Granger. Potty?"
Before she could say or do anything, Harry removed the book from her hands, glaring at Draco. "Stop calling me that, ferret boy." He said.
"Or what?"
"You'll find out if you keep it up." The mischievous glint in Harry's eye was enough to dissuade him. . .for now.
Draco turned to Hermione. "Now for the fun." He rubbed his palms together, and began, "Truth, dare, double dare, promise to repeat. . .now let me think." He said, as he tapped his chin with his index finger. "Hmmm. Hermione." He drawled, smiling.
"Oh geez." She looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Truth."
"If you had me alone, and could do anything you wanted with me, what would you do?"
Hermione thought for a moment. Draco looked at her, "I'll use vertiserum if I have to. You know I could get it."
She walked over to him, slowly. "Well, I would take your hand, like so." She said, as she slowly entwined her fingers with his. "And than I would bring you to a comfortable, big surface," as she led him to the carpet in the middle of the floor. "Than lay you down." As she demonstrated. He was liking this so far. Innocence, thy name is NOT Hermione.
"And than?" He asked.
"And than I would take some silk scarves," she didn't have any, so she just positioned his limbs the way she would tie them down.
"Oooh. Yes. And than?"
"I would trail my hands lightly, over your face, down your exposed chest, towards your belly button, and. . ."
"And?" He said, sounding like he was getting a bit excited.
"Follow that path with my tongue, mouth. . ." He was REALLY liking where this was going.
"And than?" He whispered, her ear being close to his mouth. He licked the lobe without having to move. She turned her head, her face inches from his.
"And than. . ." She whispered, starting to move. "I would get up and leave you lying there for some poor sole to find you."
She got up, and Draco looked mad.
"That's not fair!" He exclaimed.
"Who the hell said I was fair?" She asked. "They viciously lied to you."
Draco got up, a bit flustered. Ginny, Harry, and Ron were watching the show a bit wide eyed, and started to chuckle. Finally, Ginny said, "You're turn, Hermione."
"Truth, dare, double dare, promise to repeat. . .Harry."
Harry swallowed hard. He didn't believe for a second now that she would forget his involvement in the last game. He was one of the two who wouldn't let her leave.
"Truth." He finally said, just to be safe.
"What were you and Ginny up to last night?" Both of them looked up at her, shocked. "Oh, don't think I didn't notice you leaving. . .or coming back."
Two sets of red faces turned to each other. Ginny could hardly contain her giggles. Finally, Harry spoke up. "Well, we just. . .had some dessert." He said rather quickly.
"At least you didn't have to add the cherry." Draco muttered, pointing at Ginny's hair. This time, their blushing went to a whole new level. Hermione almost fell to the ground in laughter. She said, nearly shouting between chuckles, "It's funny 'cause it's true."
Harry glanced over at Draco. While Hermione wasn't looking, Draco gave him a smirk and a nod. After Hermione had settled down, Harry continued with the game.
"Truth, dare, double dare, promise to repeat. . .Draco."
"Double dare." He proclaimed. This time, Hermione did not miss the smirk on either boys face.
A/N: Again, updates coming slow 'cause of exams. Almost done them though.
Sirius Padriac: You can use the potion if you'd like. NP.
